Nan Zhou was bitten by the queen set by the author.
However, in the author's setting, Nan Zhou at this time should still be an ordinary person.
- Set up inconsistencies.
- Program error.
- Then, we can only ignore the contradiction and give a result that can be justified on both sides.
In the comics, the ending of the queen's sister is not explained.
Nan Zhou was the only one who walked out of the house and onto the street alive.
That is to say, after being bitten, he is still alive.
In the reality in the comics, Nan Zhou's transformation into light and charm is no less than a few years younger than his younger sister.
In addition, he has been active outside the sun all year round, and the light bacteria in his brain have developed abnormally healthy and prosperous.
Therefore, in order to be able to justify the direction of the stories on both sides, the so-called ending will only lead to the only one.
The light bacteria in Nanzhou's brain were originally thinly attached to his brain, criss-crossing, building a complex and tortuous model in his skull.
At this moment, the shimmering brain touched the light bacteria that were trying to invade strongly.
In the micro-universe, it was like two planets collided, and there was a silent explosion.
Under the high-intensity stimulation, the light bacteria of Nanzhou achieved a secondary growth that almost burst.
At the moment when the light bacteria flowing with shallow white light spread out radioactively like peacock tail feathers, Nan Zhou's five senses reached their peak.
He was controlled by that unknown force and pushed him to go out.
He could see the dust dancing in the infinite sunlight.
He could see that the same filaments were threaded through needles and leads, refracting various arcs in the air.
When he heard his feet on the wooden floor, the fibers in the wooden floor were pressed out, bent and bounced back.
He heard his sister's body fall to the ground.
A thud.
It was so loud that it seemed to hit his heart.
But he couldn't even look back at his sister.
Nan Zhou was wandering on the street, feeling that he was being forced by that force to parade on the street.
It's kind of funny.
He thought, what did he do wrong
When he was forcibly holding his throat with a piece of glass, Nan Zhou began to seriously reflect on whether his resistance to that unknown force over the years was right or wrong.
If he had started from the beginning, he wouldn't have thought so much.
If from the beginning, it would follow the arrangement of fate.
I don't know if it was lucky or unfortunate, but the blade that resisted his artery was not cut in the end.
Nan Zhou put down the glass shards against his throat, took a few breaths, and lowered his head.
He gently wiped the tiger's mouth, which was cut and bleeding due to excessive force, on the front of his shirt.
After wiping it, he regretted it.
I have to wash at home.
He sat cross-legged in the brilliant light.
Light surrounded him from all sides, engulfing all his shadows.
He sat in the daylight, like a boy born out of the light.
It was as if he had been sitting here alone since the day the light was born.
Have to sit until the end of light annihilation.
But he still went home.
Because his legs were numb, and his hands were sore.
He returned home quietly, first going back to the kitchen.
My sister's body is no longer there.
The fate of all the light charms who died because of the backlash of the light bacteria is that the power is absorbed by the opponent, and they themselves become the nourishment of the light and disappear without a trace.
Nan Zhou returned to his room full of watercolors and took out a roll of bandages.
Halfway through the dressing, he heard a rustling sound from outside the window.
Every day of the extreme day, the light charmers will always expand their self-confidence in a comfortable light environment.
As the saying goes, after you've had enough to eat, you feel you can do it again.
More than one Light Charm had climbed the window of the Nanzhou on the day of extreme day, trying to usurp the throne.
In the past, Nan Zhou would just screw his neck and kill him.
But today he just went to the window, opened the hidden window, and looked down.
The two who climbed the window were both fourteen or fifteen-year-old Guangmei.
When they climbed up, they were full of pride and looked at Nan Zhou's indifferent eyes for two seconds. The inexplicable fear engraved in their DNA made them so scared that they let go.
How fast gravity accelerates, how fast they run.
Nan Zhou supported the window that he painted a group of little white pigeons with blue and white watercolors, and looked out the window at the dazzling daylight.
What he knew and was familiar with was only a few hundred people in this small town.
Kill one, and one less.
He is unlikely to have new friends, he can only cherish the present.
The story is over.
But Nanzhou is still alive.
A year has passed.
Two years have passed.
Nan Zhou never felt the control of the strange power again.
Sometimes, Nan Zhou would even ride to the edge of the town, the camera of the world he was in, knock on the transparent wall of air, and speak to the unknown power.
"Excuse me, are you still there?"
"Did you forget me too?"
Of course, no one responded.
Nan Zhou will not make extra expectations, so he is not disappointed.
In the next time, Nan Zhou tried his best to make himself less lonely.
He no longer put the book under the pillow, but turned and read the book page by page, giving it a normal sense of ritual.
He became an art teacher, facing the children who were his former classmates and now his students, teaching them to draw still lifes, all kinds of animals and plants that existed in picture books but never appeared in the town .
Among his students, there is also Guangmei, who recognizes him.
After a long time, the students actually started to call him Teacher Nan.
The school began to arrange his art classes.
Occasionally, students greeted him with grins as he rode his bike on the street.
After the death of his sister, Nan Zhou, who had never dreamed since childhood, began to dream often.
He hates dreams.
In his dreams, the timeline is always bifurcated, chaotic, and disordered.
After a while, when the students came to play at his house, the younger sister would hold out her tender hand and ask the students for gifts.
After a while, Nan Zhou returned to his childhood.
He searched every room and couldn't find his sister.
Every time he wakes up, he has to stay in bed for a long time in order to slowly withdraw his spirit from the dream.
Because the fragments he dreamed were all things that happened in reality.
Countless uninteresting things are mixed together, and there is no other meaning except to cause sensory confusion.
It's all the same lonely and boring anyway.
Until one morning more than three years later.
Nan Zhou found that a strange woman in a black and white Lo dress and a rust red rose ornament was planting a tree downstairs in his house, right under his window.
It was a beautiful figure he had never seen in town.
After finishing the work at hand, she seemed to notice her gaze and raised her face.
Under the huge black veil, there was only room for a startling glance at the corner of Nanzhou's mouth.
Nan Zhou suddenly had some kind of strong hope.
Holding the window frame, he jumped straight from his house, trying to catch her.
But at the moment when she landed, she suddenly disappeared from her eyes.
Like she never showed up.
Looking around to no avail, Nan Zhou had no choice but to turn back under his window.
Following the example of a woman, he squatted down and carefully fiddled with the damp and fresh soil.
He dug up a black and oily seed.
This seed seemed to be thrown straight into his lonely heart lake, causing layers of ripples.
Nan Zhou did not take the seed, but buried it back in place with some hidden hope.
That night, Nan Zhou fell asleep very late.
For the first time he dreamed of something fresh and sensual.
A sweet and seductive aroma filled his nostrils.
The aroma is very lingering and gentle, entering along the window.
It was as if someone had offered him a bouquet of flowers calmly and gentlemanly.
After a night of dreams, Nan Zhou rarely opened his eyes in a state of extreme tranquility.
… The fresh and lingering sweetness in the dream was too real, as if it extended into his reality.
Until now, Nan Zhou can still smell the faint, charming fruity fragrance.
After lying still on the bed for a while, Nan Zhou was stunned, rolled over and sat up, looking at the window—
A stalk of green sticks in from the window.
Between the green leaves like a small hand, he was holding a bright red apple.
It opened its palm to Nanzhou, and tenderly offered that touch of natural fruit leaning on the red and nestled green.
Nan Zhou was stunned.
Nan Zhou has seen apples many times in the library's picture books.
He took the children to draw apples many times.
But this was the first time he saw an apple.
This is also the first apple tree in the town of Never.
Nan Zhou came downstairs and circled the apple tree that had grown to his window overnight. He turned around curiously several times, patted and patted, and was puzzled.
It doesn't make sense, he thought.
There is no reason for any tree to grow so fast.
Suddenly, he found that a line of characters was carved on the trunk.
Nan Zhou stood on tiptoe slightly, stretched out his hand, and read word by word with his fingertips.
— "To a lonely childhood friend I never met."
got windy.
The branches of the apple tree brushed against his window.
Nan Zhou repeatedly traced the word "loneliness" with his fingertips, as if a luxuriant apple tree had grown in his heart, and the whistling wind gently swayed his heart.
Nan Zhou picked the apple that had grown into his house and was ripe overnight.
After he washed the apple, placed it on the table, and patiently confronted it for nearly two hours before carefully scratching it into the palm of his hand.
He held it with both hands, tentatively picked a spot on it, and took a small bite.
There's an odd graininess to the straps of the apples.
When he first bit down, his teeth were a little blocked.
But soon, the sweet and sour taste burst crisply on the tip of his tongue and mouth.
Nan Zhou was in a daze while holding the apple that had been bitten.
This is the first real taste he has tasted since he was born.
For him, such a wonderful taste is too complicated and exciting.
He was holding a small mouthful of apples, and he dared not chew or swallow any more.
With this apple, he turned himself into a squirrel.
After a long time, he continued to move his teeth, savoring the sweet fruity aroma.
With just one bite, he fell madly in love with this food.
If it weren't for the worry that after eating the apples, there would be no more to eat, Nanzhou would be able to eat a tree overnight.
After eating two apples, Nan Zhou forced himself to stop the car.
In order to distract from his craving for apples, Nan Zhou picked up a sketchbook and a pen.
He wanted to use the pen to remember what that person looked like.
However, the sketch cannot accurately restore her image.
Therefore, Nan Zhou wanted to draw a huge missing person notice.
Draw where everyone can see it.
In this way, if she comes again, she may be able to find out that she wants to find her.
So, after making full preparations, Nan Zhou went to the street with the prepared paint.
When a compliment of "good painting" came from behind, Nan Zhou's thoughts moved and he turned his head immediately.
But the moment he turned his head, he was already disappointed.
The one who grows the apple tree and wants to be his friend is obviously a girl.
Behind him was a man, nearly 1.89 meters tall, tall and handsome, half a head taller than Nan Zhou.
Compared to his extremely oppressive figure, he himself is quite pleasant.
"Hello," he greeted. "I'm a tourist in this town. Are you a resident here?"
Completely different from the stylized dialogue of small town residents.
His language is free and he can make his own decisions.
This is the second stranger to come to town.
Nan Zhou was a little curious, but no longer surprised.
Nan Zhou's thinking has always been clear.
When the lady of the apple tree came, Nan Zhou knew that the barrier of Never Town was probably broken by a strange force.
It's just that he hasn't been able to find where the gap in the barrier is so far.
Therefore, Nan Zhou planned to chat more with this visitor and ask how he got in.
In this way, he may have a way to find Lady Apple Tree and be freed from this endless loneliness.
Thinking of this, Nan Zhou responded to him: "What's your name?"
The man spoke with a smile and sounded quite amiable: "Just call me Xiao Xie. How about you?"
Nanzhou: "Nanzhou."
Xiao Xie glanced at his face intently and said with a smile, "You look really good."
Nan Zhou was not impressed by his approach with almost no social distance.
He can perceive killing intent, but he can't perceive what is molesting.
For his purposeful compliment, Nan Zhou blinked in confusion: "... Really? Thank you."
Nan Zhou turned his head against the light and looked at Xiao Xie's smiling face, but his heart was full of Lady Apple Tree's beautifully raised lips.
Nan Zhou thought a little dejectedly, why can't he draw such a good-looking person.
The author has something to say: Zhouzhouw who bites the forbidden fruit
Why did Xie Xiangyu of 175 make himself into a strong man of 189 or the unsolved mystery of the century in the game
Xie Xiangyu never knew that Nan Zhou looked at him thinking of other wild men (women) from the beginning:,